MIXTAPE: High School Ballers

play fight, shaqir o'neal

- NINE -
- SHAQIR ONEAL -
- PLAY FIGHT -

play fight, they and tinashe (playing now)
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when we play fight
get to grabbin all up on me
you don't play nice
next thing you know grabbin on your waistline

"shaqir quit playin with me!" i yelled as a ran after shaqir for the 6th minute. "give me my purse!"

"come and get it!" he made a sharp turn into a longer hallway which happened to be the hallway his bedroom was in. "i'm trying!"

shaqir ran into his room and shut the door after me. i pushed him and we both fell to the floor, laughing, and trying to catch our breath.

"qir can i please have my purse now?" i asked standing up. he just smirked and grabbed my wrist, pulling me down on top of him. "no."

i groaned in the most exaggerated way possible and started lightly punching his chest. he let out a few small chuckles and rolled us over, putting himself on top.

shaqir grabbed my wrists and pinned them down, staring into my eyes. my breath hitched and i stared back.

qir's eyes flickered to my lips and i smirked, debby ryan in radio rebel style.

and he kissed me.

HE KISSED ME!